During the interview, she sat opposite the editor.
Lara Bennett.
Editor-in-Chief.
Forty-five years old.
Brilliant.
Respected.
Terrifying.
The kind of woman who could reject an article with a single raised eyebrow.
Alankrita admired her immediately.
There was no point hiding anything.
"I have a son."
Lara looked up from the resume.
"He is almost eleven months old."
Silence.
"I don't have family in England."
Another silence.
"Sometimes I may need to bring him with me."
Lara leaned back.
The room became quiet.
Finally she spoke.
"Can you do the work?"
"Yes."
"Can you meet deadlines?"
"Yes."
"Can you interview celebrities and manage stories?"
"Yes."
Lara closed the file.
"Then we'll make it work."
Alankrita almost cried from relief.